669 Quotes by Kristin Hannah

He’s made a mistake in coming here tonight. He’d wanted to see a room filled with ruffly knickknacks and lacy gewgaws. A room like any other, to indicate that she was a woman like any other.

If he loved you guys, he wouldn’t hurt you.” He made it sound so simple, as if it were a mathematical equation. But the connection between pain and love wasn’t linear. It was a web.

She wanted to say “Don’t leave me”, but she couldn’t do it, not again. She was so tired of begging people to love her.

Don’t take peace for granted, he’d said to her often. It can shatter like glass.

The at-home mother’s life: it was a race with no finish line.

I am in awe of her fire. Even if I’m the one she sets on fire.

Mama and dad had run off together; theirs was a beautiful, romantic story of love against all odds. Mama had quit high school and “lived on love.” That was how she always put it, the fairy tale. Now Leni was old enough to know that like all fairy tales, theirs was filled with thickets and dark places and broken dreams, and runaway girls.” – pg 23.

Poverty was a soul-crushing thing. A cave that tightened around you, its pinprick of light closing a little more at the end of each desperate, unchanged day.

Leni sighed. How was Mama’s unshakable belief in Dad any different than his fear of Armageddon? Did adults just look at the world and see what they wanted to see, think what they wanted to think? Did evidence and experience mean nothing?